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While it is fashionable to take on the Ron Paul phenomenon, I do not do so to be fashionable. There certainly are sufficient treatises on the topic and including my own voice may not add much volume to the choir. It is however incumbent on me as a Patriot and a stenographer of popular Political culture to produce such commentary as is warranted by my position and calling. It is thence that I begin with Ron Paul. Congressman Paul is a simple and straightforward man. His emotional immaturity set aside, he is a fully-formed being. Unlike the great Philosophical greats of the modern and classical eras, Dr. Paul was formed fully at 30 years or less. It is in sympathy for this unique quality that his great throes of supporters reflect this affliction.  The Brain of a Psychopath is fully-formed at an early age Alexander the Great was the youngest and perhaps the greatest General in history. Its true that Julius Caesar, Napoleon, Eisenhower and Attila would be in someone’s roster, but we can agree that at least Alexander was the youngest. Alexander conquered the known world to the East of Rome as far as Afghanistan. His audacious and brilliant tactics perfectly supported his strategem of conquest. His unmitigated desire for culture and newness and territory and glory superseded all. His role as a student in his earlier and later life was focused on this one guiding principle. To Alexander’s credit, he continued to listen, to learn, to gather culture from other lands, to adapt, to grow. The greatest general in history was never fully-formed. Mozart crafted his first tunes at four and five years old. He wrote symphonies before he was 10 and was a published and famous composer and artist known throughout Europe as a glorious genius. Interesting though, Mozart continued to learn and to teach. His ear was sound and he could adapt another composer’s piece to his own thoughts and thus create masterpiece after masterpiece. Music cannot be learned in a void, neither can it be crafted. The din of other minds and creations must be gleaned of and nourished. An artist without competition is never truly an artist. Mozart died very young. He was never fully-formed. Thomas Hardy lived through the Civil War and World War II. His most sensational work, Tess of the Durbervilles, was a shocking and enlightening perspective on marriage from a male point of view. At nearly 70 years of age, Hardy reworked the novel into a popular stage play. He adapted his most famous work into a play to entertain people in the roaring 90s. Hardy wrote well into his eighties and was never satisfied with the quality of his work. My favorite, Jude the Obscure, was reworked by the Author all the way up to his death in the second decade of the 20th century. One of the greatest authors in the nineteenth century, Thomas Hardy, perhaps that century’s greatest novelist, was never fully-formed. Ron Paul, unlike the greatest politicians, leaders, artists, generals, men, women, citizens, voters or people, is fully-formed and has been since he was a kid. He ain’t never gonna grow up either. Mac Whenever somebody I support comes under fire my instinct is to run to their defense. I don’t act rashly, but I act quickly. Janice Daniels is the mayor of Troy. Duly elected. Overwhelmingly. Before she was Mayor she said she no longer “loved” NY because queers were allowed to get married there. Now, have I said things like that? Absolutely. Do I hate homosexuals? Nope. I hate individual militarist deconstructionist communists who cloak themselves in victim-hood and abhorrent behavior. I hate predators, chickenshit cowards, wimps, whiners, trolls and buttinskis (pun intended). I am an equal opportunity hater. Anybody who wants to destroy our civilization with flailing and wailing and bellyaching and then violence, receives my ire. In the case of the Troy Queers, I ask you this: When you say, “We’re here and we’re Queer!”, are you embarrassed by the title Queer? When you prance and flit about in pink dresses and parasols, am I to marvel at your gravitas? Period costumes are stupid. It doesn’t matter who is wearing them. Welcome to the 21st century. Grow the hell up. So, the Troy Queers and their courtesans wish to sodomize the electorate in Troy by strong-arming the Mayor and using intimidation and tyrannical censorship as a device. I shall not be a party to excusing it. You bring it on yourselves by setting your ilk up as the victim/Queens of a new Royalty called Homosexuality. Look, guys, gals, and boths, or bis or tris or whatever the hell you’re labeling yourself right now, you’re not special. You’re not better than anyone else because of your affliction or your disease or your talent or your whatever you want to call it. I don’t give a shit. All I know is that Troy has been run like shit up to now and you’re bringing in people from all over the place to complain about this inane garbage. Janice Daniels has forgotten more about responsible governance than you even care to know. You’ve never studied responsible government. You drool over little red books and anarchist pamphlets. Yeah, yeah, put up a stink until you get your way. Hold your breath ’til you turn blue. Stamp your Dorothy ain’t in Kansas any more ruby slippers and cry to your mama. It didn’t work with Scott Walker and it won’t work with Janice Daniels. Like I said, Grow up Pansies. You add credence to all those ugly stereotypes you so despise. Mac The terrorist group Occupy, the cell near Zuccotti Park specifically, is now telegraphing its first overt act: shutting down the New York Stock Exchange. Why is there no Justice Department press conference celebrating the breaking up of this plot? Where is Janet Napolitano? Why is the SEC silent? The underwear bomber is going to tell us that he is going to set off his underpants in a couple of days and we’re surprised? Silent? Not outraged? Everybody has money in the stock market. My God. If they are successful, holy God. They then, can do anything they like, including losing the country billions of dollars, without repercussions. As we know, Barack Obama must dismantle the American Economy to the point that our society degrades into anarchy and violence before he can utilize his Marxist/Fascist intent to destroy and rule over the masses. The obvious steps that Obama is taking toward totalitarianism and global rule are becoming so obvious as to be now trite and insignificant. I can’t get anyone to disagree with me. I talk to 20-25 people a day, face to face, in areas all over the state. I speak to rich people, poor people, working people, the unemployed, blacks, whites, Hispanics, women, men, gay, straight, liberal, conservative, educated, uneducated. Its sick. Everybody seems to agree. The liberal elite that I try to avoid, but can’t help speaking to because of my own masochism, even agree with me and they like it. These people are calling for open revolution. And nothing is being done. Mac
I don’t know if you realize this or not, but the Occupy Swine are pooping in their own troughs. Since these reprobates who seem desirous of living in the 11th Century, amidst the filth, the violence, the beastliness of the inner cities in America, I was curious as to the location of the various sties across the land.
The top 6 list of Occupy Sites: 1. New York City – Manhattan. Manhattan where men work during the day making money and generations of welfare addicts roam at night. The city has a liberal mayor, a liberal legislature, a liberal governor and one of the highest tax burdens in the world. New York is home to the Illuminati of Marxism: Broadway, Liberal Jews, The Arts, David Letterman and Greenwich Village. Not to mention of course the media in New York. A veritable eddy of liberalism, Progressivism and Stat-ism. 2. Los Angeles, California. Now, this should be a quick analysis. Hollywood. Nuff said. 3. Portland, Oregon. Known for its beauty, its fishing and its penchants for killing old people, Oregon is truly in a class by itself. The only thing that outnumbers the meth rats running around in Portland are the corrupt baby-killing politicians that roam the streets. Your money ain’t safe here! 4. Oakland, Ca. Lol. Oakland California is so tough that the football fans there have to wear shoulder pads and helmets so they feel safe going to the game on Sunday. The most important thing about Oakland, other than the liberal schools, the liberal oppression and activist legislature, is the fact that Oakland is right across the way from San Francisco. San Franciscans at least have the class to go across the water there to take a crap in the street in Oakland. San Franciscans have always been a haughty bunch. No plastic bags, no American flags, no anthem singing, no English, no fun, unless you’re gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, way over there in California. 5. Detroit. I would otherwise put Philadelphia in this position as far as the importance of that city’s movement, but I am more familiar with Detroit so Philthydelphia will have to wait. Anyway…Detroit has the most corrupt political machine in the country apparently. Who knew? The former Mayor just got out of prison and has been indicted by the Feds on 21 charges. The County executive (Wayne Co.) where Detroit lies, is being investigated by the FBI and was raided by agents. His whole clan is resigning under suspicion and there are millions of dollars being doled out for political favors. This WHOLE mess is nothing more than Liberalism. All of it. 6. Philthydelphia. Right. They lead the way in rapes and murders at the Occupy sight. This, a product of Liberal Democrats who’ve ruled there for a generation or more, just like Detroit and L.A., and NY and Oakland and Portland. There are dozens more of these little groups of losers all over the country. They kill one another, rape one another, steal from one another, bitch about the food, despise the homeless, urinate on passersby, and yes, they crap where they eat. These Obama courtiers sit in public parks (excepting Zuccotti) and stink up the city. They have proved themselves to depraved, lazy, dis-unified, rudderless, mindless, hopeless and worthless. So, I would suggest that the other citizens who live in the occupied cities make a decision: either they change the zoning laws to allow for public camping, or they don’t. If they do not, then they must be prepared for squatters everywhere. If the government cannot force them off public land, then they cannot possibly throw them off private land no matter who owns it. This movement is eerily similar to what gave rise to the French Revolution. The courtiers grew dissatisfied and restless. The people, the productive class, no longer received services from the State of any kind and was taxed into poverty. The courtiers either lay in squallor or dispersed to the farms and outlying areas and wreaked havoc wherever they went. They served at the pleasure of the king and had all authority to lay waste. They, too, raped and plundered, but this they did in the French, ahem, Suburbs. The second phase of the French Revolution was the first of about 4 more bloody phases. Then Dictatorship. The Occupiers aren’t leaving the cities yet. They have to lay in the manure where they are and grow for a while before they disperse into the farms, and the fields, and the outlying areas. Mac.
Folks I love going hunting. This is almost MotorCity Mac’s favorite time of year. I’ve got friends who hunt elk, deer, bear, ducks, geese, turkey, pheasant, wild boar, quail and everything else. I even know a guy who has turned a massive house into one of those trophy rooms you hear so much about. Antelope and polar bears and even penguins. But, he has never hunted what I hunt: RINOs. The term RINO has been derided in every media outlet including Fox, The Wall Street Journal, The National Review and the Washington Times. Politicos like Karl Rove and Charles Krauthammer feign a lack of understanding of the term – Republican in Name Only. For me, RINO just means a traitor to me as a Republican and every other American that holds personal liberty and freedom as our first and foundational rights as endowed by our Creator. A RINO, is a Republican, in name only. We own the Republican Party. The voters do. The Party Hacks in Washington DC and every state capitol in the country believe that they, not the members of the party, own the party. They might RUN the party, but they don’t OWN the party.  Romney: of the WaffleRINO family I enjoy a good slimy debate with any political consultant at any time, but this doesn’t affect change. No, in order to hunt and bag RINOs, you have to avoid the consultants and go straight to the game, which in this case is a big, fat, slow, stupid, ugly, corrupt, ambitious liar and whore called a Politician. In my backyard his name is Pete Hoekstra, who is running for US Senate from Michigan. Another useless moron, this time on the national stage, has the name of Mitt Romney, who is also originally from Michigan. Perhaps you’ve heard of him? So, to hunt RINO you must prepare yourself for a myriad of possibilities, many of which I’ve experienced first hand. 1. RINOs are stupid. When you confront them, be sure to ask your questions in a loud and clear voice. Repeat the question as many times as necessary to overcome the RINO’s dullness and lack of wit. 2. RINOs lie. They can’t help but lie. Two years ago, what they said was untrue, but now its true if they lie about it, so now its not a lie. This is the logic of a RINO: Whatever I can say or do to get elected or reelected is more important than the truth. 3. RINOs have no integrity. The common RINO, known as Judases Bastardiuses, have no core principles other than growing government and increasing their own personal power. Tyranny is the common language spoken by RINOs. 4. RINOs are worse than Democrats. When RINOs trample on our rights, it hurts even more. So, Patriot, this is your weapons list when hunting RINOs: 1. The Truth (sometimes effective, but mostly ignored) 2. The RINOs Voting Record (It works like a rope, just give them enough and they hang themselves. An important weapon.) 3. Catcalling and Heckling (An advanced weapon to be used when in a dark mood. Stuns the RINO so you can pummel them with either their record or the truth.) and Finally, 4. Other Patriots. (Its hard to take on RINOs by yourself. Get a guide or a porter or a partner. There’s enough meat to go around.) Good Luck Patriots. I hope your hunt is full of bounty. See you at the lodge for Liberal Season in the Spring. Mac
The longest tea party I ever attended was actually a convention. An entire convention lasted one day. One day. Now, the Occupy Wall Street FleaBaggers are in their fourth or fifth week and smell even worse than they did when they got there. A month? Really? I always have to arrange tea parties or speeches at tea parties or whatever to my days off or after work. My local group meets in the evening, after work, so we can all earn a living. Most of the groups I know of across the country meet the same way. They typically come together weekly or bi-weekly for the Pledge of Allegiance, to learn something about a local candidate, or to listen to a lecture from a constitutional scholar or an economist, have coffee (or tea) and then go home to family. As activists, TeaPartiers’ on-the-ground activities include: calling senators, congressmen, governors, dog catchers, whatever, sending emails and faxes to the same, picketing, speaking, smiling and asking questions. We surf the web, we post links, we chat, we go into groups and post…we are busy. We also produce. We support the community. We pay taxes. We educate our children. We support and help the sick. We attend church. We tithe. We give money and resources and time to friends and family and to neighbors and to our towns and we never take anything more than what we put in, if that. Why then, can anyone, who is not either insane or completely devoid of candor or conscience, possibly compare the Tea Party to this malcontent, shiftless, worthless, mindless, weak, cowardly, childish and ignorant display of Democracy called the Fleabag Occupy Street Party? Not that it really bothers us of course. After all, we’ve been called racist, bigotted, angry, mean, hateful, responsible for mass shootings, had our fingers bitten off, been sworn at, threatened, maligned, attacked, beaten, pushed back and as for me, and I might be the only one,…arrested. And that was only once. I was acquitted by the way. But, I digress. Let’s examine how the Tea Party can then regain our earlier good name. Oh, that’s right, we’ve never had a “good” name. We’ve always worn black hats in some weird netherworld place called the popular culture, and in the media. I say we wear the black hats proudly.  Occupiers Are Invited We are the outcasts. We are on the outside looking in. We despise the ruling class. We are the middle class. We, the laborers, yes, I said the laborers, are the ones who are in control of the means of production. Why? Because WE ARE the means of production. We produce capital, labor and raw materials and multiply them for the consumption of millions and millions across the globe. We deem what is ours to be ours and we grasp it for ourselves and our inheritors. We look forward to growth, to prosperity, to kinship and kindness and peace. If we are to be villified for this, then I say I am happy to be the villian. We stand for Flag and God and Family. And, we must stand here firmly and fight to assure ourselves of our common legacy of love of country and freedom for our children and their children. God Bless us. Mac
Unbelievable. That is the first word that comes to mind when I recollect my latest camping trip into the Upper Peninsula Michigan woodlands on the shores of Lake Gitchigoomie. Each year, my brother and I, he a Michigan native and now Wisconsin resident and I a Michigander, meet halfway at the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore outside the fair community of Grand Marais. The Aurora Borealis was an eerie backdrop to an equally eerie experience in the park. The natural beauty of our great state was marred and obscured by the ugliness of big government and the dismissal of the qualities of rugged individualism. Milwaukee Mac and I met near Seney, Mi. just South of the Seney Wildlife Refugee that is home to cranes, gulls, frogs, fish and wildflowers. We drove into Grand Marais caravan-style and chirping on walkie talkies as we drove our separate vehicles. We of course were harming the environment by driving there at all. After deliberation and much scouting we found a site we could claim for 1 night only. This is a handicap site, each campground in the Federal System has at least one handicap site, 12 Mile Beach Campground being no exception. These sites are designed to make camping easier for wheelchair-bound campers. If they aren’t claimed by a handicapped person by 6pm, then anybody can grab the site. You have to vacate the site by 10am the next day though, or when a handicapped person comes to claim the site. So, we did that. Whilst setting up our fabulous tent with adjoining rooms and a bath we had occasion to listen to some music. Now, being an expert camper and a somewhat of a finicky neighbor, I always try to reduce any impact my actions may have on fellow campers. No loud yelling, swearing, boozing, screaming, music, voices, children, chainsaws, hammers, wives, whatever. I don’t typically booze loud, yell loud, scream, play loud music or take my wife camping with me, so my site is quiet. However, the large woman across the way did not seem to think it so. She said to me and my brother about our radio, and I quote: “Could you turn that down please?” And without hesitation, “Thank you.” in a bus driver, lunch lady, Hillary Clinton sort of way. I frowned, I’m pretty sure, but I turned OFF the radio. We continued making camp. A bit later the thought occurred to us that our music was not nearly as loud as the cackling and crowing conversations happening across the way in this woman’s campsite. So, excercising some free expression, we decided to turn the radio on again, this time, much much quieter. Barely a whisper. I kid you not. Whilst I was grilling my hot dog over our campfire a Federal Parks Ranger vehicle pulled up to our site. I stayed seated at the fire as did my brother Mac. The Ranger stepped into our site, and said, “Howdy.” Or some other inane greeting designed I’m sure to put us at our ease or some bullshit like that. However, being automatically distrustful of authority, particularly government authority and especially Federal authority, I sat mute. My brother, being accordingly oriented, sat mute as well.  Obama's Rangers are Following His Example “So, what else is happening here?” He asked accusingly. “Sorry?” I said bemusedly. “Somebody called me out here so something else must be going on.” “No, I’m trying to cook a hot dog.” I replied waving the long-tined fork in my hand “Who registered for this site?” He asked. “I did.” I replied. “Why?” “I need your ID.” “For what?” “I have to check it.” “For what?” “I got a complaint.” “So?” “911 calls are sent to the State Police and they notified me. I had to come in.” Apparently from home. “911? Somebody called 911?” “Yes about loud music.” “Do you hear any music?” “Can I see your ID?” “For what?” “I’m not looking for any trouble.” I stood up to reach for my wallet. He reached for his little walkie talkie thing and took a step and a half back. He also sported a Glock 40 cal., a taser and a baton. He was built like the stay puft marshmallow man, but not as firm. He was pasty-faced and baby-faced and looked scared shitless by me and my fork. I handed him my driver’s license and he left the site and walked across the street. When he returned, Stay Puft said he was going to issue me a written warning and that if he had to return both we and the idiot CANADIANS across the street would have to leave and would be CITED. I laughed out loud as my brother explained to Barney Fife that if it was a written warning that it would go on my record regardless. Stay Puft Fife considered that for a moment and as he was going to speak again my brother said, “You know, its a breach of protocol to show my brother’s ID to those people over there.” He pointed to the idiot CANADIANS. 1-Bullet Barney then said those words most made famous by Nazi War Criminals: “I’m just doing my job.” He asked me if he would find any warrants on my name. He asked if I was hiding anything. I wanted to punch him in the mouth. I wanted to take his cute little tazer and shove it way up his worthless nose. But, I demurred, to live and fight another day. So, I write this. To add insult to injury, we got pink-tagged later in the week for having an EMPTY cooler outside after we went to bed. Apparently, even though there’s never been a bear attack in the park, empty coolers attract bears. The camp host in his Medicare-paid scooter made regular sweeps by our campsite looking for us to make regulatory errors. This soft tyranny, this oppression, this denial of freedoms is disgusting. A federal park where American citizens are denied their rights so that CANADIAN fools can make a point. I will never camp in a Federal park again as long as Obama and the Democrats are in charge of our country. Have you ever been in a discussion with a liberal college student? Not on purpose, you say, dryly. Close your eyes now and imagine you’re talking to a liberal college student. I know its painful, but do it anyway. So you’re talking to this person (my attempt at being PC), and you realize that they’re continually attacking you for hating blacks, the poor, homosexuals, Muslims, women, Hispanics, The Dixie Chicks and Pee Wee Herman. While the last two might be true, I don’t hate blacks, the poor, homosexuals, Muslims, women or Hispanics. I even like illegal immigrants. I’d “like” them to get out of my country. I digress. Why, oh why then, do we even try to defend ourselves? The fight we’re having right now with Progressivism and Tyranny is so black and white that it defies description because its self-describing.  Abraham Lincoln was Killed by Evil Men of Politics Good vs Evil. Truth vs. Lies. Reason vs. Hysteria. It is self-determining and obvious. Nothing further need be said. Next time you get into a discussion with a liberal college weenie, stop defending. Attack. Attack. Attack. Call him out on his stupidity and naivete’. Turn him in a circle and have him take a look at the horizon of empty buildings, rising crime, political corruption, murder, rape, embezzlement, unemployment, failing schools and the entitlement mentality that permeates this country, and so acutely here in Detroit. Tell him this is what evil has wrought. As for the Republican party, if you don’t take advantage of every opportunity that the Tea Party has given you, I hearken to the day when you fail to do so. It will be an ugly day in America. We must not cease. We must prevail, for the enemies that we attend to are becoming too numerous to defeat, especially in our own house. Today is more precious than tomorrow because tomorrow never comes. Speak to one more neighbor. Call your representatives. Put a yard sign out. Make some phone calls. Argue with your mailman. Whatever it takes. We gotta beat people like John Dingell and Barney Frank. These evil men of hubris must be stopped, permanently. Mac  Kennedy's Brain is not the Size of a Tomato or a Walnut...More Like a Pea  Is Deb Kennedy a Chicken? She has a Chicken's Judgement. She’d better be. My strategy to beat the mental giant Deb Kennedy in the General Election was to let her talk, exclusively, and let her lose the election. Every time she votes, she speaks, she writes, or otherwise opens her mouth, nothing but drivel, Socialism, tax hikes, government intrusion and the Nanny State comes out. Deb Kennedy is a disaster as a Representative and a disaster for downriver. She’d better not debate her opponent Pat Somerville. He’s not quite as good MotorCity Mac of course, but he’ll eat her alive nonetheless. Case in point: See Deb Kennedy’s Campaign Video Here! She comes across as matronly, condescending, slow, and full of crap. In short, some excerpts from the video transcript read as follows: Kennedy – “After talking to thousands of people I know that people are sick and tired of the political games that go on in Lansing. As we concentrate on diversifying our economy and creating jobs we also must put into place measures to make sure politicians are held accountable.” First of all, Mommy, we don’t need you to diversify the economy or try to create jobs. Since you’ve never actually made a payroll or hired an employee or built your own business (no Deb, your name is not Mary Kay), please don’t suggest that you have any clue about what the hell to do. Your arrogance and Communist view that the Almighty State should create jobs smacks of totalitarianism, tyranny and worse, stupidity. Stop raping business owners. Stop punishing people who hire employees. Stop regulating businesses out of business. Stop raping us. You never even kissed us you poor excuse for a public servant.
 John Cherry and Deb Kennedy Living LARGE but Mental Midgets. If Deb Kennedy, who is the poster child for child murder, had any honor left she’d step down and let Pat Somerville get sworn in right away. If Deb Kennedy, who’s campaign coffers are filled to the brim from pro-homosexual marriage groups and transvestite and trans-gender radicals, had any honor left she’d apologize for the thousands of babies that are dead, jobs that are lost, homes that are foreclosed on, families that have been destroyed and lives altered and shattered because of her lack of integrity and intelligence. My God. What has our country come to when an inexperienced, untried, party-lackey who is destroying our way of life in America and Michigan is even being considered as being capable of representing anyone at all? Kennedy’s ample butt would be fired in 2 months from any private-sector job if she’d ever had one. In contrast, Pat Somerville, her opponent, is young and energetic, healthy, intelligent, and has experience running an actual business with employees and everything! He believes that people should be in charge of their own lives and should be responsible for their own destinies. Deb Kennedy is a dangerously mis-informed and naive woman. She only cares about power, control, devastating the economy through punitive taxation and regulation and assuring the murder of millions of children. Vote, vote, vote, vote against this worthless excuse for a legislator. Mac. |
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